And the reason I went to the office had nothing to do with anyone(yeah, Kara told me you were mad at me because of that)well, anyone in this school. God I fucking hate my father and all of his fucking lies. And he has the god damn NERVE to call me and tell me everything my mom says about him is a lie? He just wants me to believe that everything I had to go through with him when he lived with us-the constant emotional neglect, the savage verbal abuse, the guns and alcohol- that it was all something my mom made up? I don't care anymore. I'm tired of dealing with his bullshit. And if I never ever had to see him again that would be fine with me. I'm tired of crying everynight because I wasn't ever good enough. I'm tired of those awful flashbakcs and the screaming. I'm just tired.

wish you well